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In the Green Continent, apart from Cattail City, no one uses battery wave communication.

The clear electromagnetic environment of the Greon world gives Cattail City's telegraph system an ultra-long signal propagation distance.

It is precisely this that gives the Cattail City telegraph system excellent performance and makes ultra-long-distance communication possible.

That night, many soldiers retreated to rest behind a small sand dune at a certain distance, while Feng Yu led a small pair of demon-hunting gun warriors to ambush behind the position, waiting for the undead mage who came to resurrect the corpse.

But it was a pity that he had been coldly guarding a large body of corpses in the desert all night, and did not wait for the Undead Magister. Instead, he waited for a group of animals unique to the desert.

These animals attracted by the sausages gnawed a symphony of eating in the desert, which made Feng Yu and the soldiers who stayed behind extremely cold. In the end, they retreated a long distance, and the feeling of pain disappeared in their ears. It's a creepy, disgusting sound that the human mind can recall.

The first light of dawn was accompanied by Feng Yu’s miserable sigh: “It’s too difficult.”

On the opposite side of them, there was Dempsey who came out of the tent with a smile and happily drank the porridge prepared by Nitya, as well as the soldiers who rushed over to take over.

The young apprentice Marshall brought Feng Yu and the others a large army pot of food, but Feng Yu and the others had no appetite at all, so they drank some water and got into the tent to catch up on their sleep.

"What's going on here"

"Captain, don't mention it. Last night, many animals ate among the corpses down there. The sound made me sick~"

The ambushed soldiers rolled away and crawled away, leaving Marshall and the soldiers who had slept well last night looking at each other.

"You deserve it. With my father here, the magister can still get close to cast spells. I really don't know what he thinks." Nitya complained about Feng Yu, a magic novice.

Dempsey smiled and did not answer the words, but looked at the tent and said: "Don't tell me, the tent you built is good, it is also moisture-proof and heat-insulating. I slept all night, and I didn't feel any moisture from the desert. , warm.

Is your name Marshall?”

"Yes, Master, my name is Marshall Qingjin, and I am a student of Teacher Darren."

"The leader of the Second Regiment of the Cattail City Iron Army." Nitya added on the side.

Dempsey nodded: "Well, he's a good young man, better than that black-faced one from Herbert."

Marshall: ""

Nitya said: "Captain Herbert has changed a lot now. He is completely different from when he first arrived in the wilderness."

"Cattail City has changed you a lot."

At noon, Feng Yu got out of the tent. He had an appetite. He added a lot of seasonings and had a strong meal.

"In the Golden City now, there are very few undead in the periphery. The rest are basically concentrated in the palace. There is no action. It's very strange."

"No matter what, we will attack the palace tomorrow and give it a try. According to the level of the low-level undead we encounter now, as long as there is enough ammunition, these low-level undead will not pose any threat to the soldiers.

This place is too far from Cattail City, otherwise I would have wanted to take turns bringing the soldiers here to train. These low-level undead are simply the best moving targets, and they are perfect for the soldiers to adapt to the battlefield. "

The battle is not difficult, and there is a great magician holding the battle line. It is a good place to start training troops, but unfortunately the distance is too far, and transporting materials and personnel back and forth is too troublesome.

Before evening the next day, the Dali Kun series airship returned to their temporary camp in the southwest of Golden City. Before the airship landed safely, Dick opened the hatch and jumped out, shouting: "Where's Brother Darren?"

Feng Yu held up the kettle and shook it in his hand. The sound of gurgling water immediately attracted Dick's attention. Of course, he was not sensitive to the sound of water, but to the sound of wine in the jug.

The yellow sand was very soft, but Dick was carrying a large, seemingly heavy package. Every time he took a step, his feet would sink in halfway. Coupled with the short, thick legs of the dwarf, Dick started to curse halfway through.

"Why are you here?"

Dick untied the backpack behind him and threw it on the ground. Yellow sand flew from the backpack, and a sound of iron tools was heard.

"Brother Darren, don't you know this? What is the best unit to block the sea of ​​undead composed of low-level undead?"

Dick pointed at himself with a thumbs up and said to himself: "That must be the heavy armored warrior of our dwarves.

Our heavy-armored warriors wear full-body sealed heavy armor, and they can perform pan-cut attacks on low-level undead people. Not only can they cut off the legs and feet of the undead, making them incapacitated, but they can also do so without destroying the soul fire of the undead, making them helpless. The state of action cannot die.

This time you only brought long-range attack warriors, but it is best to cooperate with dwarf warriors to eliminate low-level undead.

So I brought people here, all of them the best dwarf heavy armor warriors, with a full set of heavy armor. "

Dick said, patting his chest: "Without a shield, we are the shield; without a city wall, we are the city wall."

Dick's words were awe-inspiring, but the flasks hanging around his waist ruined his image of dignity and integrity. As soon as Feng Yu heard the sound, one of the three flasks was already empty.

Feng Yu smiled and led Dick over the line and walked around the piece of bacon below.

Dick's arrogant face slowly turned pale, and his throat trembled unconsciously. After a while, he ran away to contribute stomach acid to the desert.

Shutan, when people are feeling uncomfortable, seeing others feel even more uncomfortable can really make them feel better.

The heroism Dick mentioned, Patriarch Dick really has such heroism, but after all, he is not a dwarf who has experienced a large-scale war.

As for what he said about the dwarves restraining the undead, it was probably a dwarf legend or something like that. It was not what he saw in their dwarf records, because Master Dick didn't like literature. He knew him with words, but he didn't know words.

In order that the dozens of dwarves who came with the ammunition would not cause problems in tomorrow's battle, Feng Yu asked Marshall to organize them to walk through the area where the meat was dried.

Feng Yu used the skill of surveying the terrain to enter the Golden City again, attracting some low-level undead back, and taught the dwarves a very vivid lesson.

"Chief of the Bronze Hammer Clan, there are at least tens of thousands of these guys in the Golden City. Are you sure you want to be our city wall?"

Feng Yu teased Dick with a smile. At this moment, Dick's face was full of shame. He had this image every time he was drunk and violently forced to vomit.

"No problem, these guys can't hurt the dwarves protected by heavy armor."

Ike's arrogance didn't fall down and he held on.

"That's good. Let's attack the Imperial City tomorrow and clean up the undead in the city. By the way, there's nothing wrong with Cattail City."